The last bag I bought was end of 2010. It was not a large YSL clutch, Mulberry Baywater or Alexander Wang Coco Duffel. It was a diaper bag. I did not it know it then, but it was perhaps the one item in my bag collection about which I could say this: it saved my life many, many times.
I chose it in an almost scientific manner. It had to:
– be big enough to contain enough diapers for 2 i.e. approx. 8 diapers, 2 sets of clothes, 2 muslin square, 1 pack of wipes, 8 disposable sacks, 4-6 loads of formula powder
– have 2 side pockets for 2 milk bottles, you do not want to look inside a messy bag for these stupid bottles when you have two screaming kids with a high milk addiction. TRUST ME.
– include a changing mat, except that in hindsight I probably needed two changing mats because of poop explosions and leaks
– be attachable to our City Select stroller so that I did not have to wish I was an octopus trying to handle a diaper bag, my before I was a mum handbag, my cell phone because there is always someone calling you to ask how I was coping (by the way most of the days the answer was: not very well, thank you!) and a double stroller
-be stylish enough so that I didn’t look like a pregnant back packer and sober enough that DH (who can still not bear the idea of a Man bag) didn’t feel like Sex and the City’s Stanford Blatch
But after almost three years, enough was enough and it was high time that I started to carry something that made me jump right into my new ‘project’, finding a job. I thus started a frenetic search for my new It item: a laptop bag. The search ended and ladies and gentlemen, meet my Michael Kors Jet Set Travel Tote with insert for my Macbook Air (with L fussing around in the background).
PS: Alexander Wang Coco Duffel, I have not forgotten about you. One day you will be mine…